Other reviewers admonish to adapt Blood Meridian to film. This simply Could not, and Should not be Adapted Because this book's characters drool blood, and the violence here Could not be aptly and fairly Depicted on screen. If readers are not satisfied with the imagery, and THEREFORE to crave Actually see this brutality on a screen before them, then McCarthy's vision of man as beast indeed can be verified. Blood Meridian is a partly historical account of the 19th-century westward movement and destruction of America's native people in America and Mexico by the bloodthirsty and goldthirsty and nihilistic Glanton Gang. The depiction of killing has scarcely been so graphic, and yet so alluring: you find yourself reading the horrifying scenes over and over again for Their sublime description and almost dreamlike imagery. You have never seen nor imagined true Comanche Indian garb, and here it is. You have never read of a more evil character, and here you may, in Judge Holden. You have never read a novel Whose main protagonist you almost forget exists, Because of the book's other enticing components. And you have never imagined a sky this blood red, but remember: it was. Blood Meridian is McCarthy's masterpiece, and truly sets him apart as the late 20th Century's Master of apocalyptic prose.
